I asked her how she was doing. She said she was fine but a little tired. I asked if she lived in Cape Byron and she said no she doesn’t really have a home but travels. She told me she sleeps in the bush and gets money by cleaning peoples houses along the way to buy some rice. I gave her $10. She said I want to give you some of my art to take along with you. I said if it’s your artwork you’ll need to sign it. Here she’s signing her artwork. As I wished her well, she said she hopes someday to travel out of the country if she gets enough money.
Surfers at Byron Bay.
Ferrell- I love your picture of the traveling human story that is Melissa, especially of her signing her portable artwork as her gift to you. The portrait is wonderful, as is the portrait of waves, light, and visible human riders.
What a wave! I live on the central east coast of Florida, and although the sea can get rough, we have pretty wimpy waves as far as surfing is concerned. Though that doesn’t keep everyone from getting out there and riding the little waves. I guess surfers take any rideable wave.
I forgot to mention, the photo of the woman is amazing.
interesting how it seems that those with so little are usually open to conversation and some can be quite giving.
A very sensitive, poetic, sad story Melissa’s one…
Could be the beginning of a very romantic or tragic movie…
She looks beautiful.